The Billionaire’s Brokenhearted Deal Chapter 444 - 444 You what did you just say Say it again

Hospital, outside the emergency room.

A considerable crowd was gathered, creating a significant commotion.

Madam Mo cast a displeased gaze towards the group behind her. “What on earth has happened? She was perfectly fine when I checked on her earlier, so why did she suddenly faint? Did she consume something, or perhaps drink something?”

“Madam, Miss Qiao has not eaten anything today. The breakfast that was brought in has remained untouched by the side.”

“Then enlighten me on what is transpiring! The wedding is imminent, and with this incident, do you comprehend the number of guests who have arrived today? Where will the Mo Family maintain its reputation!” Unable to direct her fury elsewhere, Madam Mo unleashed her anger upon the butler.

The butler silently absorbed the reprimand, lowering his head and pressing his lips together.

“Where is Mo Tian! Why has he not yet arrived!” Madam Mo bellowed in exasperation.

The butler responded, “The Chairman is en route and will be here shortly.”

Meanwhile, Mo Zhizi had arrived at the hospital, naturally bewildered by the unfolding situation.

She must have been the last individual to see Qiao Ruoxin, correct? Qiao Ruoxin appeared to be in good health when she departed the resting room, so how could she have suddenly fainted?

Mo Chen, who had been silent until now, suddenly roared, “Enough! All of you, shut your mouths!”

Although Madam Mo was also present, he had lost his composure.

Madam Mo remained silent, understanding that her son must be experiencing profound distress.

Mo Chen turned his attention to everyone present and inquired with gravity, “Who was the last person to see Ruoxin?”

A collective exchange of glances occurred among them, with no one readily admitting to it.

Mo Zhizi emerged from the throng, her voice steady. “Brother, it was I.”

Mo Chen asked, “Did you observe anything out of the ordinary about her at that moment?”

“No, she seemed perfectly fine when I saw her. After I presented her with the gift, I departed,” Mo Zhizi stated truthfully.

Suddenly, Xiaowu burst through the assembled crowd, running with such urgency that individuals instinctively moved aside to let him pass.

Gasping for breath, Xiaowu approached Mo Chen. “Mo… Boss Mo, I just inspected the resting room and detected a peculiar odor. It appears to be emanating from a ring box. I have dispatched it for analysis, though the results are unlikely to be available until tomorrow. I suspect Miss Qiao’s collapse might be connected to this strange smell.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Zhizi’s expression turned to astonishment. She blurted out without forethought, “The ring box? That white velvet box?”

Mo Chen directed a glance at her. “You are aware of it?”

Xiaowu clarified, “Yes, that ring box. Is it the one you presented?”

Mo Zhizi’s face instantly drained of color, her eyes widening dramatically, her speech faltering. “I… I had no idea the box contained a ring…”

Mo Zhizi felt as though her mind was fragmenting. How could it possibly be a ring?

What exactly was Simon attempting to achieve? He had explicitly stated it was a token to wish Qiao Ruoxin happiness in her marriage—what was the significance of him sending a ring?

Mo Chen advanced towards her and seized her wrist with considerable force, as if intending to fracture it.

“What do you mean you were unaware a ring was inside the box? Did you not deliver it? Who sent it?”

Mo Zhizi’s wrist throbbed from his grip, and she winced. “Brother, I… I truly had no clue. It was Simon who requested I give it to sister-in-law, mentioning it was a gesture to wish you both a happy marriage. I was oblivious to the presence of a ring within; I presumed he…”

Upon hearing the name Simon, Mo Chen erupted with the fury of a volcano, bellowing vociferously, “Are you utterly insane!”

Witnessing this, Madam Mo stepped forward and held her son’s arm. “Do not lose your temper at this moment; let us swiftly ascertain Ruoxin’s condition.”

Suddenly!

A nurse hurried from the emergency room, her face etched with alarm. “Mrs. Mo, Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao, she… she…”

Mo Chen pivoted sharply. “What has happened to her! Speak!”

“Miss Qiao has vanished! We are unable to locate her anywhere, despite her remaining unconscious!”

At these pronouncements, the pupils within Mo Chen’s dark eyes constricted abruptly, and his heart seemed to skip a beat. “What did you just utter? Repeat it.”

“I… Miss Qiao has disappeared. I cannot fathom why, but she is suddenly gone… we cannot find her at all.”

Mrs. Mo’s legs struggled to support her, finding it impossible to process what she had just heard.

How could an individual who had just been admitted to the emergency room simply vanish? What did they imply by disappearing? Evaporating into thin air?

“Wait, what do you mean vanished, cannot be found? How can a person just disappear? Go and examine the security footage! What are you all standing around for!” Mrs. Mo also shrieked uncontrollably, completely disregarding her esteemed status as a lady of a prominent family.

Mo Chen stood tall and striking, remaining motionless for a considerable duration before abruptly turning and pushing through the crowd to seize Xiaowu. “Check the airports; that scoundrel is attempting to spirit her away.”

Xiaowu comprehended immediately. “Yes! I am on it!”

Pressed against the corridor wall, Mo Zhizi’s mind was in utter disarray. She had erroneously assumed Simon genuinely desired the union of Mo Chen and Qiao Ruoxin, a belief that now proved false.

Her fingers fumbled for her phone, dialing Simon’s number, only for the call to be immediately disconnected. It became starkly clear: Simon was indeed the architect of this situation.

…

Meanwhile, inside a moving vehicle.

Qiao Ruoxin slowly regained consciousness, her vision transitioning from a hazy blur to sharpness. Before her sat Simon, a face unseen for a considerable time.

An instinctive jolt propelled her upright, her senses fully alert. “Why are you here!” she exclaimed.

Wasn’t today her wedding day? How had she ended up in a car, and more bewilderingly, sharing it with Simon?

Her head still throbbed as she pressed a hand to her temple, attempting to piece together the fractured memories preceding her collapse.

Simon regarded her with a subtle smile. “This charade must conclude. You will return with me. Shed that wedding attire, and then we shall board our flight.”

Qiao Ruoxin shoved his hand away, albeit with diminished strength. “In your wildest dreams! Today is my wedding day!”

The declaration was barely out of her mouth before she turned, yanking at the car door handle, unconcerned by the vehicle’s speed.

Simon’s grip tightened, pulling her back. “Have you lost your mind? Is your life not precious to you?”

She refused to even grace the man with a glance, desperately trying to wrench her hand free.

The car gradually decelerated, coming to a halt near the airport’s entrance. When Qiao Ruoxin continued her resistance to exiting the vehicle, Simon forcefully lifted her out. Disregarding the astonished stares of onlookers, he steered her directly into the VIP lounge.

Simon presented her with a change of clothes. “Don these, and return with me. Your presence is imperative in the United States.”

Qiao Ruoxin flung the garments back at him. “Get lost!”

Moments after her outburst, a sharp discomfort bloomed in her abdomen. Clutching the area, she sank onto the plush sofa.

“What is it? Are you feeling unwell?” Simon, unfazed by her earlier hostility, set the clothes aside and moved closer, offering her a cup of warm water.

“Leave me be! Stay far away from me.” Indeed, Qiao Ruoxin was experiencing significant distress, her body leaning heavily against the couch as she drew shallow breaths.